Nursery picture

This is one of my favorite things in Connor's room.

I found it one day while browsing through pages and pages of baby items on Etsy and knew instantly that i had to have it.

First Easter!

I was really looking forward to Connor's first holiday (Valentines doesn't count). Sadly Anthony ended up having to work all weekend, and we ended up not having any visitors that weekend so instead of being alone and stuck at home me and Connor braved the long road trip and headed down to Vegas to stay with my parents. A last minute trip, but well worth it.

After a failed attempt at seeing the Easter Bunny on Friday I returned to the mall 40 minutes before they opened on Saturday morning and was the 5th person in line for their pictures.

I'm starting to think that Anthony has trained Connor to hate photos and to be difficult and whiny when there is a camera around. That's how Anthony acts, and now Connor is being that way too! As soon as I sat him in that bunny's lap he was crying at the top of his lungs. Luckily the photographer was able to snap a shot while he was catching his breath so it didn't turn out all that bad!

On a side note, if the Easter Bunny charges $18 for ONE 5x7 I cringe at the thought of what I will be paying for pictures with Santa this year.

Sunday was a nice day. We headed over to my brothers house and had yummy ham, pasta salad, veggie pizza and lots of other yummy food. After a few hours over there me and Connor hit the road and arrived home a very long 7 1/2 hours later.

A few more photos

This little piggy...

Aren't these just the cutest little feet ever! I just wanna eat em up!

Anthony and I took Connor to our neighbors house to try and get some photos of him. We walked away with a few good shots and many shots of a super fussy baby. Of course the little man chose that day to be in the worst mood he has had in weeks.

The minute we got there all he did was fuss and cry and refuse to sit still! The minute we got home he was all smiles and talking... Just my luck!

Of all the shots we got this one of his feet is by far my favorite. I love baby feet in general, but this is just too precious! It really puts it into perspective how small he is. (and look how big my diamond looks! ;-) )

Smiles...

Smiles that make the heart melt....and are IMPOSSIBLE to catch with the camera. Connor smiles more and more everyday, especially when sitting up like a big boy. Problem is that he knows mom REALLY wants one on camera and the second my cell phone or camera comes out he wont smile or sit still. He got this trait from his dad.

Like father like son

I refused to buy Connor any camouflage outfits. First because we are surrounded by a sea of camo everyday where we live, but mostly because I just don't find it that cute. I love my husband in his uniform, but its not the camouflage that does it for me, its the uniform as a whole and what it stands for. Anyways..... I'm drifting from the point of this post- HOW CUTE IS THIS!

Connor is outfitted with both a desert Cami beanie as well as a winter one ( I cant remember what the winter ones are called..shame on me!).

Oh, and those aren't rolls on his arm, pure muscle baby ;-)

LONG OVERDUE

A week shy of 2 months after Connor's birth I am FINALLY finding the time to actually update this thing. I have wanted to since the beginning, but well.... life got in the way. Guess that tends to happen when your free time is no longer really free.

The last post I had on here was stating that my induction date was set. We made it to that date with no signs of labor until an hour before I was set to be at the hospital. I was having pretty bad contractions by the time we got me checked in, but not surprisingly they weren't productive and I was still only 1cm. Long story short- the induction sucked. I wont be one of those people that sits here and blames the Pitocin for all of my pain because I was in loads of pain the 10 hours I was there before I even had the Pitocin drip in. I'm just rather certain that my body just did not want to be in labor, hence the reason we had to force it 9 days after my due date. I think the uncontrollable shaking was just as bad as the contractions. I was in active labor for around 27 hours and I ended up pushing for 3 hours. Sounds fun right ;-)

The cliche is totally true, the second that little baby is placed on your chest all of the hell that you just endured is totally worth it, and then some.

We had a rough start with Connor and I'm still not 100% sure what my emotions/feelings are on the whole situation. I kinda feel like I got ripped off. Here we were thinking that Connor was 100% healthy and he obviously wasn't a premie and when my water bag broke it was completely clear... all was good. We went from being in our "everything will be perfect" world to them taking him away from us after only 45 minutes, returning him the next day and then 30 minutes later another Dr. coming in and escorting us and him down to the NICU where a team of nurses immediately surrounded him and start poking and prodding while their faces don't hide the shock when they heard what his blood counts where. Those ladies REALLY need to work on their poker faces.

In the end everything is 100% fine and Connor is a healthy little boy. Those 11 days in the NICU where no fun though. I attached a picture of his tiny little foot with the iv in it so you can all feel bad for him ;-( Even while we were there we couldn't help but feel blessed. Here was Connor laying in a normal bassinet weighing in over 8 lbs in a room with 2lb babies that cant be taken out of their ventilators or held by their poor parents. One of our favorite nurses even told us that ladies were calling "dibs" on who got Connor on their next shift since they aren't used to being able to hold normal size healthy babies.

We have been home now for a while and it didn't take us nearly as long as I was expecting to get used to the whole baby thing. We had (have) our long nights where Connor doesn't like to sleep, but normally he sleeps for at least a 4 hour stretch at night which is nice. Feeding is NOT an issue of ours, he is around 12lbs now! Our doctor jokes that he is fattening up for Winter, which me and Anthony don't find too funny..especially since winter is over ;-)
Its AMAZING how fast they change. I look at pictures that we took while we were at the hospital and I look at him now and feel like he's a completely different baby. We were so terrified of hurting him while we were at the hospital (the IV's and wires didn't help) that we treated him like a piece of china. We quickly learned once he got home that he is not nearly as fragile as we thought. He holds his head up for longer and longer periods of time every day and has just started cooing and talking back to me throughout the day.

As he gets more and more alert we are trying to take him different places around town. This past weekend we took a little family trip to La Jolla and laid down on the grass and hung out for an hour or so. I think he enjoyed the sounds of the waves.

My goal is to now update the blog at least once a week, which I think wont be an issue at all. There are lots of changes and things happening around here so I need to keep this thing up to date!